Braininess is not attractive unless combined with some signs of elegance; class.

Anecdotes don't make good stories. Generally I dig down underneath them so far that the story that finally comes out is not what people thought their anecdotes were about.

There were people whom you positively ached to please. If you failed with such people they would put you into a category in their minds where they could kee you and have contempt for you forever.

The complexity of things - the things within things - just seems to be endless. I mean nothing is easy, nothing is simple.

What she felt was a lighthearted sort of compassion, almost like laughter. A swish of tender hilarity, getting the better of all her sores and hollows, for the time given.

I was amazed as people must be who are seized and kidnapped, and who realize that in the strange world of their captors they have a value absolutely unconnected with anything they know about themselves.

Now i no longer believe that people's secrets are defined and communicable, or their feelings full-blown and easy to recognize.